Heart Beats Wild

Empty tavern

Place of rest

I’m stretched beyond

On this course of duress

Tips like change

Clink at the bottom of a

Mostly empty mason jar

They say less is more

But in my case

I’ve only know less to be less

Always searching

Looking to what’s next

Adventure calling my name

Whispering loudest

How can you rest

When the world itself never sleeps

Ceases spinning

Revolving around

In perpetual dance

Yet you ask of me, society

To plant my feet and grow roots deep

Your expectations binding

But I will ride carefree

On the currents of the wind

Until the day the whisper stops

Until then, I will follow the sound

My heart beats wild

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